"Sect Master Fang, you really have a fiery temper. Good thing you got lucky and fled to Great Wu. If your luck had been any worse and you'd ended up in Great Cloud, I'd have chopped you into filling and made dumplings out of you long ago. For old times' sake, if you liked chives, I'd make you chive-filled dumplings. If you liked corn, I'd add corn."
Tang Yu looked at Fang Meiyun with a cheeky grin, but inwardly, he couldn't help cursing.
This dead pig had actually reached the early Tribulation Transcendence stage?
As expected of a monster who had created her own Great Dao. The more people cultivated the Dao of the Fist, the more she benefited, her cultivation rising along with it.
Just as gods relied on incense offerings—the more believers they had, the stronger their divine power naturally became.
"Old times' sake?"
Hearing those four words, the old Fang Meiyun would have flown into a furious rage.
If it hadn't been for this bastard—
She would still be the sect master of the Jade Maiden Sect. How could she have ended up where she was today?
But the higher her realm became, the more Fang Meiyun came to understand things differently.
She looked at Tang Yu and said calmly, "Don't try to provoke me, Tang Yu. I once hated you deeply. But as my realm rose, I increasingly felt that this might not have been entirely a blessing in disguise. After I broke through to the Tribulation Transcendence stage, do you know what I thought?"
"I'm not a pig. How would I know just because you asked?"
Tang Yu answered with a grin.
"I understood. This was all fate's arrangement. No one in this world can escape fate. Your encounter with me was also fate's arrangement."